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white picket fences and expensive model homes
Suburbia, California: where the money grows on trees
Where everyone in the world wants to come gather leaves

I'll be the bane
The come up is hard
But I'm still on stage
Cause I see myself
Up there with the greats
Go clubbing with Drake
Or get high with Jay
Siek

I mean chapter I was taken by the flash back
Fast forward to UMDOGO that was unreal
I shot my first video and that was unreal

My state of mind

I'll start to see why I'm never taken seriously
Why I'm hideously
Fitting in that group of sleepy white rappers
All dressed up and dapper
For no reason

I still wonder
I've been caught up in my memories
Thinking back when it was you and me
All the things I did for you, you would do for me
And as I'm

Don't chat to man about pepper, everyting here is spicy still so cold icy
Clean n tidy in a white T
Now everything's blessed highly man wanna book

I'm in it
I grip it, it stiffens, and sits in the morgue
You sick of the gore
The illest to board, I'm digging a fork, and ripping a whores
Fetus out by

Dear Slim

KJ-52

KJ-52

2011

and plus your kid
It's hard to live in a world as crazy as this one is
And even though now it really might sound redundant
God's got mad love for you up

up to your dreams, it's hard to capture moments that slip away
Ain't no black and white to this, y'all been knowing anatomy's always gray
It's been

Headed to club yeah we on the way
Heard there’s cute boys so we ándale
Call it two dope boys in the escalade
Windows up, ‘cause there’s no smoke break

kicked on
They was toughening me up nigga
I ain't get picked on
Cause now niggas ain't fuckin wit me wit pistols in each palm
Get yo life took by a weak

your head in when hit with
I'm a monster, taking shots at your petty roster
By the end of this track you'll need a doctor
Let it be known now, I'm taking

nothin but hard Heads, like Fry
thang and Kevin. Goin' to clubs reppin',
Hollin' "Fuck goin' to Heaven", cause I'm out
chea, Look like my luck fucked up

Ride Wit Me

Hip Hop Dub Allstars

Hip Hop Dub All-Stars, Vol. 1

2002

a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Paying cash; first class - sitting next to Vanna White

If you want to go

nobody can do it like he 
Got your ass all MAD
We poppin' like every night
I used to party at Limelight 
Try to turn up at these one club, they didn’t let

late bloomers, eight in the morning
I know yesterday and last night was rough but today is a new day
That sun rose up with a new set of rays
Go ahead

Hit you in the face
Hard as hell with this rap sheet
In your digital space
Peep your technological gadget
Seems like magic
A luxury tragic
We stay

the keys 
White rhino ima different breed
Casamigiis sippin in designer drippin 
Bitch im onn one pole keep a clip in
Foreign car im whippin
Got onn my Prada

what's gone happen when they're not there to answer me?

It's hard to keep cheesing from cheek to cheek
I've got a bad habit of sleeping in for weeks
I'm

with my hand
But I fucked me by constantly kicking the can
Down the road till I trusted like fuck it I can
I picked up a cam I bought me a mic
This shit

Speedy (Yeah)
Run up the blues in the check, it's too easy
Blacked-out Suburbans drive by, he get queazy (Suburban)
Put up the deuce, nigga won't even see

I gotta cold your cash on hold
Niggas ain’t bold Ya records ain’t sold
I just out fangs in my mouth yesterday
And them thangs white gold
Haa Niggal

You can get a bundle for the
Low like it's Sam's Club
Get a fire promo for your page
That's when the hands come
This bitch in her 30's let me fuck

There she is in the club on a Friday night
(With her back up against the wall)
Somethin' about this girl I can't describe
(But I know that I want it)